The Real Me

by Laura   Sep 2, 2004


I saw you do it,

I did it too

You were my friend

The one who saw me right through

To not tell a soul

Is what we thought was fine

Until our friends found out

We were so out of line

They yelled at us

But they did it too

How was this fair?

Did they even really care?

But we all gave up although it was rough

There was just no point

Except for yours,your life so tough

I think I held on too long,

Didn't want to let the pain go

I gave the wrong idea

I slit to let the pain show

All that did was make my friends cry

i was only in grade 8

I still didn't understand why

Yet at 13 when life got rough

Suicide was my answer for when things were tough

Not once not twice but three times I fright

In the hospital on Devils Night

With blood dripping from my skin I lye

Seeing for the first time my sister cry

I lived I was fine

But it makes me depressed when I see the scar line

Seeing my memories

The razor blade that cut my skin

Now I get better and you my friend

Who was there when no one Else would let in

I cant wait to see you soon

Ive missed you much,

Depression comes back

As I see the boy who tried stuff and such...

So I Cut and think its gone

But I am so wrong

Seeing you makes me cry

I'm so happy I have my friend thats there for me

So I didn't have to wonder why?

Ill see you soon

In school till the end

Ill miss you forever and always your friend

Laura

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